
At first I considered not taking any photos at all, fearful that the blowing sand would ruin the camera. Couldn't resist, though, making it my routine to hold the Big Cahoona high above my head when climbing up the sides of the dunes. I was confident that it was built ruggedly enough to protect the insides.
Even so, the fine, fine white gypsum powder became a part of the rubber grip on the back, which is there to this day. It also worked its way into the crease of the chip door, but not all the way inside, thank goodness.
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